So I just got back from Furry Fiesta, and I gotta say, it...was...a...BLAST! It was my first con, and I couldn't have had more fun. Kind of reminds me of 2's description of FC; "feels like the con fucked us hard all for three days straight, and then kicked us to the curb without cash or cab fare"...I am so beat. xD But in the best way. Usually when I go on vacation, I'm back before I know it, and I felt like I didn't even do anything...but this was different. I actually felt like I grew a little, inside...went somewhere in my mind. I never really felt close to the community, because I'd never seen more than one or two other furs (aside from my roomates) IRL. It was just like, something that happens on the internet. But then, here I was, standing in a big hotel resort lobby, surrounded by a ton of giant animal people and more tails and ears than I could count...and all the regular people just looking onward uncomfortably; daring not say a word--being so vastly outnumbered...like, "See? This is how I feel among you people...uneasy and out of place." It was such a feeling being the majority :3

So...it seems I have found my true love for the fandom, and I think I've found my niche, as well. I want to be a fursuiter. I saw all shapes and sizes...all manner of temperments, attitudes, behaviors...and I must say, I feel no matter what, anyone can be at home. I have the money for one, and am looking around at open suitmakers...so yeah. That may happen soon!